Three quarters in the morning, the top of the snow-capped mountains.

He walked across a long bridge made of blood jade, and was greeted by the golden hall.

He tightened the blood-red dagger in his sleeve and walked forward step by step, gradually hiding the killing intent in his heart.

"Good manager. ”

The disciples who were guarding the front of the temple greeted him.

He nodded and asked, "Is there any abnormality in the temple these days?"

The disciple of the temple guard replied respectfully, "Everything is as before, nothing abnormal. ”

"Hmm. ”

He answered, stepped up the stairs, and as he was about to reach the last floor, the figures in the hall seemed to sense his arrival, and with a wave of their robes, they set off a gust of wind.

"Smack-"

The heavy door of the temple suddenly opened, and the hall was pitch black, and at a glance, it looked like an abyssal mouth waiting for its prey to throw itself into the net.

He took a deep breath and slowly entered the temple, before coming to the jade throne, knelt on his knees, and pressed his forehead against the cold floor.

"The master of the door. ”

"Is there any news from Pengfei?" a majestic and solemn voice sounded from the jade seat.

"Back to the master, the young master has lost contact with his subordinates for several months. ”

As he spoke, he leaned down and looked as if he was completely attached to the ground.

"Get up, it's not your fault either. The door master did not blame him as he imagined, but said slowly, "Peng Fei is impatient, and he can't even calm down to cultivate recently, his red hair color is a precursor to going crazy, and when he comes back, I will have a good talk with him." ”

"Thank you, Lord Xiemen. He knocked his head three times before he dared to stand up.

When he stood up, he was suddenly surprised to find that the master of the door, who had been full of black hair not long ago, was now white.

After discovering this secret, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he thought that his guess was correct, this guy failed to break through, was seriously injured, and has not yet recovered!

Want to get your hands dirty?

His right hand was tucked into his sleeve, clutching the hilt of his sword, his fingertips white.

No, it's not time yet.

You only have one chance, and you have to make sure that nothing goes wrong.

"Now there are no elders or Dharma protectors in the gate, and you are the only one left with my confidant. As he spoke, the master got up and walked down the jade throne and came to him, "Tell me, can I trust you?"

He raised his head and calmly looked into the eyes of the door master: "Yes." ”

"Good, good. The master laughed, "If the Dharma Protectors don't return in a few days, I want you to do something for me." ”

He bowed down and said, "If your subordinates are sent by the master, they will do their best to complete the task." ”

"Hmm. The master nodded, "You go down." ”

After he withdrew from the main hall, he found that the cold sweat had soaked through the robe, and a gust of cold wind was blowing.

Did this old thing find something?

Otherwise, how could such a question be asked!

But after thinking about it, he didn't feel that there was any flaw in his plan, and he didn't think that any unfavorable news had reached the ears of the door master, otherwise he would have become a corpse a long time ago.

Could it really be that you're just testing me?

This cunning old fox!

He cursed.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, as long as the news comes back from there, you can do it yourself.

He was thinking like this in his heart, when suddenly a beam of spiritual power fell from the sky and fell straight in front of him.

There's news!

His heart struck, and he hurriedly reached out and grabbed the beam of light, crushing it.

In the next moment, a voice sounded in his head.

"After investigation, Ling Pengfei's twenty dead soldiers are buried in the ruins, a large number of formal disciples have demonized, and the outer disciples have been slaughtered by demons, and there is no one in ten, but Ling Pengfei does not know where to go, life and death are undecided, I have been squatting at the entrance and exit for several months, and there is no trace of him, and there is a high probability that he has died. ”

He finally finished digesting the message from the spies who had been planted in the ruins exploration team, and he was very excited.

At present, six elders in the Blood Sword Gate have fallen, three of the four Dharma protectors have not returned, and one has died.

It's finally time to get started!

"Door Master—" He shouted, turned around, and planned to enter the temple to report the news, and then make a move while the other party listened to his report.

At this moment, a short figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Excuse me, I'll ask you personally. The little man turned his back to him and asked, "Are you the master of the Blood Sword Sect hiding here?"

"Who are you?" he blurted out the words of inquiry.

As the head of the Blood Sword Sect, he remembered the appearance of all the disciples, and he was sure that there was absolutely no one among them who was so short, plus this short man said "You Blood Sword Sect", which meant that he was not from the Blood Sword Sect.

It's not a Blood Sword Sect person, how did you get in?

Sneaking in?

Killed?

Why didn't I hear the slightest movement?

Are all the guards guarding the gate dead?

Coming from the main gate of the Blood Sword Gate, you need to go through more than a dozen levels, each of which is guarded by at least three people.

What about these gatekeepers?

Why didn't they report a break-in either?

Is it all dead?

A series of questions arose in his mind.

"Who do you ask me?" the little man turned around and said, "My surname is Zhongli, and my name is Dao." Although the Tao is a way of reasoning, your master is probably not a person who likes to reason, so I don't plan to reason with him. ”

He saw the little man's face clearly, and then he realized that this person was not just short in stature, he was clearly a child!

How could a child stand quietly by his side?

It must be an evil cultivator!

He thought so.

Maybe it was the opponent that the owner of the door provoked in the early years, and now he has come to him for revenge.

I can't see the realm of this evil cultivator, either he has any magic weapon or means that can hide the realm, or his strength is too much more than himself.

Either way, it's best not to have a head-on confrontation with the other party right now.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Since the evil cultivators are here to trouble the master, why don't you watch from the sidelines?

If the evil cultivator can kill the master of the sect, it is the best, even if he can't kill it, he can fight for a lose-lose result, and he can save himself a lot of work.

Ling Tengyun, Ling Tengyun, this is really the day to kill you, you can't blame me for being ruthless!

"You're looking for our master? He's in there right now. ”

He was in a good mood, pointed to the temple door in front of him, and said with a smile: "Do you need me to help you open the door?"

"You don't have to open the door. The white light flashed in front of him, and the little man took out a long sword with a cold light out of nowhere, and cut the thick temple door into pieces in a few clicks, and then looked at him and said lightly, "If I were you, I would find a place to hide now." ”